Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   She couldn't help but feel more nervous.

   "Whoosh—"

   She took two breaths and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Ning, "Xiao Ningzi, I am miserable, my little uncle is here to invigilate the exam."

  Jiang Ning's reply was super fast, almost a second, "Professor Fu? I'm rubbing it, how lucky are you? Could it be that Professor Fu knew you were going to cheat and came to check the post?"

  Han Xiaoye thought it was impossible. The formula in her palm was written by Jiang Ning at the roadside milk tea shop. How could Fu Zhiyan know?

   Jiang Ning sent another message, "Alright, Professor Fu shouldn't arrest you. You are husband and wife. No matter what, he will cover you."

   "Don't make a fuss, you forgot who locked me out of the classroom and punished me in the first semester?"

  Fu Zhiyan won't arrest her?

   Come and joke!

  If she cheated, with Fu Zhiyan's character, she would definitely hit her head on!

   Maybe he doesn't care about other life, but if she is caught, she will definitely...kill without mercy.

Jiang Ning returned to her after a long time, "Xiaoye, I'm asking for more blessings, I can't help you. You should recite Amitabha Buddha a few times, maybe you may cradle Buddha's feet temporarily. Lord Buddha, for the sake of your sincerity, bless you not to. Was caught by Professor Fu."

  “…”

   "That's it, our invigilator came in, I won't tell you. Besides, she will find out that I brought my phone in."

"……All right."

  Han Xiaoye cheered again, but before the news was sent, the phone had already been confiscated.

   "Student, the school stipulates that you can't bring your mobile phone during the exam, don't you know?" A female voice hated it, "I have temporarily confiscated your mobile phone, and you can get it on the podium when you finish the exam."

Depend on! Unlucky!

  Han Xiaoye wanted to cry without tears, but he had no choice but to hand over his phone. Looking eagerly at the woman holding her mobile phone and walking to the podium, she put her mobile phone away and pointed at her to say something to the noble and cold man. That forty-something face was wrinkled with laughter.

   Fu Zhiyan looked at her from a distance, and Han Xiaoye quickly buried his head, looking like a thief with a guilty conscience.

"Jingle Bell……"

   It's finally time for curls.

  The two invigilators handed out the paper and answer sheet respectively, and asked them to pass it from the first row. After Han Xiaoye got his own copy of the test paper and answer sheet, he wrote his name immediately.

   "You need to fill in your life, class, and test number on the answer sheet. After filling it out, check if it is filled in correctly."

   A cool and pleasant voice sounded in the quiet examination room.

  Han Xiaoye checked the student number and name he had filled in, and made sure that there was no problem. Picked up the paper and looked over it roughly.

   It's so miserable... I seem to be unable to do several of the big questions that follow, what should I do?

   She looked back at the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, and found that it was still very difficult. I secretly complained in my heart, didn't the Internet say that the college exam questions are easy? Where is this easy? Obviously it couldn't be more difficult. What if the book says 1+1=? , then the question is

   She scratched her head and scratched her cheeks as much as she could to calm herself down. First, she calmly finished what she could do, and then wrote the part that she was not sure about but she was sure about. An hour passed. There are only 40 minutes left, and she looks at the blank space left, her head is big.

   While the female teacher invigilating the exam was walking forward, she secretly spread her palm and glanced.

  Formula...Formula...Formula...

  Damn, which formula is it from?

   The sweat on her forehead was about to come out anxiously. While peeking, she quickly copied the formula she saw onto the scratch paper with a pen, and was distracted from time to time to observe where the invigilator went.

   Just when she was in a hurry, suddenly, the middle-aged female invigilator who walked in front turned around and frowned as if she had noticed her.

   It's over!

  Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, his palm flexed, and he quietly placed it under the table. He rubbed hard, hoping to destroy the evidence. Because she was too nervous, her palms were all sweaty, and she didn't know if she had successfully wiped off the cheat sheet written on it, but she didn't dare to read it.

   "That girl..."

   The female teacher really noticed her, shouted in her direction, and was about to come over.

   Suddenly.

   "Mr. Yang." The man's voice just came in.

   The middle-aged female teacher turned her head, turned to look at Han Xiaoye, glared at her, and finally walked towards Fu Zhiyan.

   Fu Zhiyan seemed to have asked her a question on the test paper, and the female teacher's saliva suddenly splashed.

  Han Xiaoye took the opportunity to wipe off the black ink on the palm of his hand, then took a sigh of relief and looked at the scratch paper on which he had just copied a few formulas.

How to use   , is it useful?

   She bit the pen.

  's thoughts drifted away, and he quietly raised his head again, glancing at the man on the podium who seemed to be listening intently to the female teacher's speech.

   Was my uncle helping her out, or was it just a coincidence?

   The coincidence is not like it, that is to help her out of the siege?

   With his character, he would actually help himself out of the siege, Han Xiaoye couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. The corners of his mouth twitched up in frustration.

   She didn't notice when she lowered her head and snickered. The man on the podium looked over. Seeing her silly look there, her eagle eyes narrowed, and she didn't know if she was angry or helpless.

   Finally, the drool-splattered female teacher said, "This will solve it."

  Fu Zhiyan casually said, "Really, it seems that I used the wrong method."

"Professor Fu just didn't respond all of a sudden. If I hadn't been talking about this to the students every day, I wouldn't have been able to find a way to solve the problem." The female teacher humbly looked at the watch on her wrist, "There are 20 more. It's been a few minutes, Professor Fu, the students are about to hand in their papers, I..."

   "It's my first time invigilating the exam and I don't know how to collect the papers. Teacher Yang, if it's convenient for you, you can collect it here. How about I go down and transfer it for you?"

   "...Okay...Okay. I'll trouble Professor Fu." She said so, but her heart was beating.

   This Mr. Fu is very strange, then the president of a big company came to their school to be a visiting professor. This final exam is the last day, and he suddenly came to invigilate the exam with himself. Could it be that he really wanted to check the learning quality of the current students? Talent selection for YG in the future?

   But isn't it very busy being the president? Why do you have to do this little thing yourself? Chi Chi, it seems that every successful man is not easy. If you want to succeed, you still have to be down-to-earth and do everything yourself.

   The 'hands-on' Mr. Fu has now walked to Han Xiaoye's seat, reached out and tapped on her desk, "There are only 20 minutes left, are you finished?"